anyway, I prefer the sig you've got. Its the funniest. Its kind of witty, but the others are just girls.
Roman Chamelo is exterminated.
I study the park hard. I squint my eyes, looking for Chamelo. I had just got the target info a few minutes ago, and my spirits were lifted in happiness about this mark. Any excuse to go round attacking people will please me. I drove here from Middle Park, just a few blocks away, and the black Primo was still running, ready to be my chariot of escape.
I decide to quit trying to find him from a distance and see him up close. I lift my leg, walk through the park and realize this park looks familiar. Oh yeah, I took out some dude called "the Don" here. I pose thoughtfully as I reminisce about shooting that middle aged man. I then stop because I might look a little suspicious.
I lift my legs again and turn the corner round the nice looking museum or something that was there. There were no other walkers around so I figure Chamelo would be somewhere around there. I scratch my chin trying to think of a way to make a dramatic look at Roman behind me. See, I already knew he was there!!! I saw him when I was turning the corner. I didn't tell you that!
Anywho, taking advantage of all the bushes, and I sneak into one smartly and quietly. Fumbling around in there was pretty hard, but I managed to get comfortable and pull a shotgun out of my ass. I put my hand down the back of my jeans, and I try to fell for the handle. Oops, forgot to pack it. Never mind, the Deagle inside jacket will do.
I grip the gun in my hand, and slide my hand across it happily. A fine weapon. My arm pops out of the bush and through a little gap in the shrub, I saw my gun aim up with his head. The gun fires. POW. The bullet hits the back of his head, fracturing his skull, munting his brain. I jump out of the bush impressively and sprint to my car. I hop in and drive away quickly. No one seemed to care about my murder, and I escaped home free.
Edited by AceRay, 04 February 2011 - 05:33 AM.